Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 98 It’s not that you can’t survive, it’s that you know when to stop
After returning from Tsim Sha Tsui, Fat Deng locked himself in the house.

Although He Liansheng didn't lose face today, he lost all his face!

The conversation between Axe Jun and He Yaozong was still ringing in his ears, and the scene of He Liansheng and his gang of thugs surrounding He Yaozong as he left was still vivid in his mind.

Sitting in the dim bedroom, Fat Deng stroked his shiny black cane.

He understood that in the past twenty years, this crutch was the real 'dragon head stick' of He Liansheng!
But now... am I really going to become a mascot like a blowing chicken?
He is not willing!

But what’s the use of being unwilling?
When Axe Jun took over, he was still young and strong, and had enough energy to control the overall situation.

But now he is old and confused. If he had not supported those unqualified district leaders to sit on the throne over the years and brought together a large group of uncles from the Senate, how could he have the qualifications to make decisions about Heliansheng?
Holding the power of being the decision-maker has been the basis for his one-man show at He Liansheng over the years.

But now this root is about to be cut off by He Yaozong.

The Freemasonry society, he is really willing to spend money!
Taking a deep breath, Fat Deng felt that he needed to do something.

The only thing that comforted him was that He Yaozong did not compromise with Axe Jun today.

The fight between Xinji and Heliansheng is still going on.

He can't let He Yaozong take all the credit!
After staying in the room and thinking for a long time, Fat Deng walked out tremblingly with the help of crutches.

He called his followers over and greeted them.

“Go inform the uncles in the other seven districts that Axe Jun will continue the fight.

Tell them to stop hiding in the desert and watching the show. They should pay money and contribute their labor!

We must take back this piece of land in Tsim Sha Tsui this time!"

If we were to ask who is more anxious than Fat Deng, it would definitely be Lin Huaile.

When he received the news that He Yaozong was going to continue fighting with Axe Jun, he felt his head buzzing.

In less than two days, his place in Jordan was almost completely cleared out by the police.

The large sum of money for medicine and bail has not been collected yet, and now Aze tells him that He Yaozong has decided to increase the amount.

He felt that if the trend continued for another two days, the Jordan Gang would be disbanded on the spot!
"Brother Le, if this doesn't work, forget it. We in Jordan are really out of money and people!"

Aze sat beside Lin Huaile's bed with his head hung down and said helplessly.

Lin Huaile leaned against the bed frame with a dejected look on his face.

But he still shook his head: "No! We can't retreat unless Sham Shui Po is evacuated!

We in Jordan are already weak, and if we lose our reputation, we will have no chance of electing leaders in the future!"

Aze just sighed. It was already this late, but Lin Huaile was still thinking about his position as the boss.

He just couldn't understand. If the person in charge wasn't elected this time, couldn't he choose one later?

Only when you manage the household do you know how expensive food and fuel are. During this period, Lin Huaile was lying in the hospital, and he was in charge of all the affairs of the hall.

There were some things that Aze had to make clear to Lin Huaile.

"Brother Le, this isn't a question of face or not.

Today, another 38 brothers from our gang were taken into custody by the police. Together with the ones who were taken away yesterday, we have to raise at least 800,000 yuan to pay the bail!

Now the public account of the gang has run out of money, and He Yaozong wants to continue fighting!
If we don't pay the bail money, who among our brothers out there will dare to go to Tsim Sha Tsui and fight for us? They'll all run away, and we won't be able to hold on!"

After hearing these words, Lin Huaile felt upset again.

"Even if you can't bear it, you have to bear it! If you don't have money, go find someone to borrow.

If you can’t borrow money, just use my house deed as collateral!

I don't know how much wealth Sham Shui Po has, but I don't think Ho Yiu Chung can hold out for much longer. When he can't hold out anymore, we can withdraw!"

Lin Huaile's eyes were red at this time, and he looked a little crazy.

Aze was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Just as he was scratching his head, the phone that Lin Huaile placed on the bedside suddenly rang.

Aze handed him the phone, and Lin Huaile immediately pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Which one?"

There was a long silence, and Lin Huaile didn't say another word on the phone.

It was not until he hung up the phone and handed the phone to Aze that Lin Huaile spoke slowly.

“Aze, I signed Danny up for a Latin tutorial class.

He'll be out of class in less than half an hour. You don't have to stay here with me. Drive to Central to pick him up for me later."

"it is good!"

Aze was feeling a little bored in the hospital. When he saw Lin Huaile asking him to pick up his son, he nodded in agreement and left the ward immediately.

About twenty minutes later, someone knocked on the door outside the office.

"Enter!"

As Lin Huaile responded, the door was pushed open.

A young woman wearing a formal suit and short hair walked into the ward.

She carried a fruit basket and placed it on Lin Huaile's bedside table.

Without waiting for Lin Huaile to speak, he pulled a stool and sat down, then spoke.

"Mr. Henry asked me to tell you that he has already established good relations with the Organized Crime and Triad Organization.

Those of you who are incarcerated in the detention center will be released one after another before 8 o'clock tonight."

Lin Huaile said nothing, and didn't even turn his head to look at the woman, as if he was lost in thought.

The woman spoke again.

"Mr. Henry also asked me to tell you that this may be the last time he helps you.

If you can't get He Liansheng's dragon head stick, he might have to look for a new target by then!"

As soon as he said this, Lin Huaile became anxious.

"Ms. Ya'an, why can't you give me more time, or why can't you give me more help?
Even if I don't get elected this time, can't I wait until the next one?"

The woman Lin Huaile called Ya'an just shook her head indifferently.

"Time waits for no one. The Political Department will not waste two years on a worthless person!
If you want to gain benefits from the Political Department, you must prove your ability."

"But what about Fatty Lai from North Point? He's just a sleazy magazine seller. He didn't become the leader of the Hung Hing gang. Why would your Political Department help him?!"

The woman looked at Lin Huaile with some disdain.

"You also said that Fatty Li works in a magazine.

No matter what the content of his magazine is, at least he has written something and can be considered a cultured person.

How can you, a gangster who barely finished Form 5, compare with others?"

Lin Huaile struggled to sit up straight, but gave up because of a sharp pain in the back of his head.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the woman, unwillingly saying, "Since you have chosen me, you should at least give me some appropriate help, right?

I can guarantee that there is no one in the entire Heliansheng who is more suitable for your recruitment than me!"

"Mr. Lin Huaile, what you said is not right.

If the Special Branch had not also invested energy in you, we could now turn our attention back to the young man in Sham Shui Po."

The woman smiled faintly and said, "Xinji has been very close to the mainland in the past two years. In Mr. Henry's opinion, a young man who is willing to risk everything and fight Xinji to the death is more valuable than you!"

"He can't do it! He's too young and doesn't know how to cooperate with you!"

Lin Huaile couldn't help but feel anxious and angry.

He had contact with people from the Political Department when they were passing the baton last year.

At that time, the Political Department promised him a bright future for Hongyuan. As long as he could get the dragon head stick from Heliansheng, the foreigners would support him to be the banker and introduce him to the resources of upper-class celebrities.

Although Wo Luen Sing is the society with the largest number of members in Hong Kong Island, if one spends his whole life in Wo Luen Sing, at best he can sit on a seat in the Senate.

When you are old and retired, the time when you feel your presence most is when you get together, drink a cup of tea, choose the person in charge, and ask for benefits.

With hope, Lin Huaile will never be willing to let his achievements stop here.

Ever since he received the olive branch from the Political Department, he started to act like a good guy in the society and tried his best to please Fat Deng.

He began to learn to drink British tea, study Shakespeare, and even sent his own son to learn Latin, which was all the rage in the British aristocratic circles.

Just as he was about to gain Fat Deng's trust step by step by making a small investment into a big one, he never expected that He Yaozong would suddenly appear and almost crush the dream he had been longing for for hundreds of days and nights!

The woman has stood up.

"I'm sorry, but I still say that Mr. Henry only cultivates valuable people!
This year, it’s your last chance to get the leading stick from Heliansheng.”

After saying that, she glanced at the watch on her wrist, didn't talk any more nonsense with Lin Huaile, turned around and left the ward.

Lin Huaile was left alone sitting on the hospital bed, engaging in a fierce ideological battle.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, in a private salon in the Wan Chai Harbour Business Building.

Xu Jiayan, the leader of Xin Ji, was hurriedly walking out of the elevator. Without waiting for the waiter guarding the elevator door to greet him, he asked hastily.

"Where is Mr. Shi?"

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Shi is in room 6!"

After receiving the reply, Xu Jiayan hurried towards private room No. 6.

After knocking on the door of the private room and getting a response, Xu Jiayan carefully pushed the door open and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit, with a strong face and a flat head, leaning on the sofa and reading a newspaper.

"Mr. Shi..." Xu Jiayan closed the door and hurried over to say hello, but was stopped by the man with a wave of his hand.

He didn't even bother to raise his head, still looking at the newspaper.

Xu Jiayan didn't dare to say anything more. He carefully sat on the sofa opposite and waited for the man to finish reading the newspaper.

For a moment, it seemed like a lifetime ago. Xu Jiayan still remembered the man sitting opposite him eight years ago. He used the alias Big Circle Leopard and was undercover in the Xinji Wan Chai area.

When he sees himself, he calls himself Lao Ding.

But to this day, I don't even dare to cough loudly in front of him, and in public, I have to respectfully call him Director Shi Yong.

wow-

As the newspaper fell, Shi Yong's sharp eyes fell on Xu Jiayan.

"Old Xu, the piece of land that your Xinji acquired in mainland China some time ago may need further review.

I think you should not rush to raise funds, but focus on your hometown and build your magic skills first."

Xu Jiayan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He glanced at the newspaper that Shi Yong had placed on the sofa, but didn't see anything surprising.

The headlines of the newspapers were about the gang fights that happened in Tsim Sha Tsui in the past two days.

"Stone Hall..."

"Hey! You're not doing your job in private."

Shi Yong interrupted Xu Jiayan again, his face immediately turned stern and he spoke in a serious voice.

"What the hell is going on with you guys at Xinji? Since the year before last, you've been fighting among yourselves.

It's finally quiet for a while, and now this big news comes out again!"

"Mr. Shi, I have already arranged for my men to handle it properly as soon as possible."

Xu Jiayan lowered his head and behaved like a student being scolded.

Shi Yong crossed his fingers, rested his elbows on his knees, and looked at Xu Jiayan.

Then he slowed down his tone and said, "It's not that you can't survive, but you need to know when to stop!

Let's not talk about this matter for now. Have you made any progress on the task I entrusted you to do?"

Xu Jiayan quickly looked up: "Mr. Shi, if you must choose a suitable candidate from He Liansheng, I really can't give you a definite answer now.

At the moment, it seems that the banker this year is undoubtedly Ho Yiu Chung, who is fighting against our Sun Kee in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"What do you think of this guy?"

"That's a bit too arrogant, I don't think it will meet your standards."

Shi Yong shook his head: "Even more arrogant than the Tiger of Wan Chai from your Xinji back then?"

"Just half a pound."

"It's understandable that young people are arrogant. People who aren't arrogant are more likely to be trapped by old rules. How can they win consecutive championships with Liansheng then?

I think this person has room for improvement. Find some time and help me test it out.

It saves me from having to run to you every other day. I'm upset, and you're even more upset!"

Xu Jiayan immediately understood: "Mr. Shi, I understand what you mean!"

“It’s good to understand, but what’s more important is to know how to do it.

I have to go to the Security Bureau to attend an exchange meeting later, so I won’t chat with you for now.”

Seeing Shi Yong stand up, Xu Jiayan hurried to the door of the private room to open it.

"Mr. Shi, shall I take you there?"

"No, if you have the time, you might as well take care of your household affairs!"

Shi Yong walked to the door, looked at Xu Jiayan meaningfully, and then strode away.

They met and talked for less than five minutes, and during these five minutes, Xu Jiayan only felt that the back of his shirt was completely soaked with sweat.

At Shek Kip Mei Village, all the uncles who had received the notification from Fei Deng had already arrived at Fei Deng's side at the agreed time.

In the dim living room, after Fei Deng served tea, all the uncles took their seats.

As usual, Long Gen and Chuan Bao accompanied Fei Deng, and Fei Deng spoke next to him.

"This afternoon, we had a breakdown in the negotiations with Liansheng and Axe Jun in Tsim Sha Tsui.

As for Axe Jun, he is still as arrogant as he was back then. This kind of person will never wake up unless he is punished!

Now that things have gotten to this point, it's no longer just a matter between the Jordan and Sham Shui Po gangs. I called you old guys here to discuss this with you. Isn't it time for the other seven district gangs to express their opinions as well?

After saying that, Fei Deng glanced at everyone, but he didn't expect Long Gen to speak first.

"Brother Wei, Ah Yao came to tell me that he likes to handle the Tsim Sha Tsui incident by himself!

After he conquers the territory, he doesn't want other gangs to come and join in the fun."

Things were getting worse and worse, and now Long Gen had no scruples when talking in front of him.

Fat Deng couldn't help but frown. "What does he mean by this? The society wants to share the pressure with him, but he's worried that other gangs will take over his territory?

Long Gen, you are old and your mind is confused?! "

"Brother Wei, Ah Yao didn't mean what you said. He meant that when the land in Tsim Sha Tsui is conquered, he will give it to whoever he wants.

Instead of rewarding people based on merit, after all, he almost emptied his family's savings in order to fight this tough battle!"

"Did he take it down? What if he can't hold on?"

After being scolded by Fei Deng, Long Gen didn't know how to respond.

Anyway, He Yaozong had already delivered his instructions, so he was too lazy to care about the rest.

Fat Deng is willing to let the entire society get involved, which is not a bad thing for Sham Shui Po.

Seeing that Long Gen was frightened, Fei Deng turned his attention to Chuan Bao.

"Chuanbao, what about you?"

"Hit! Why not hit?
I've already made arrangements with Yu Tou Biao and the others. As soon as Sham Shui Po gives the nod, Lei Yue Mun will send people over immediately!"

"Fire bull?"

“Our Yau Ma Tei is next to Tsim Sha Tsui, so if the community can get in, it will definitely be a good thing.

I'll arrange the people and money as soon as I get back!"

"Blowing chicken?"

"What's there to say? Pay the money!"

……

After some questioning, under the leadership of Fat Deng, the tone of the entire society's intention to enter Tsim Sha Tsui was basically determined.

Just when Fei Deng was about to make the final mobilization, the phone that Long Gen had on his waist suddenly rang.

"Excuse me, I have to take a call first."

Smiling apologetically at everyone, Long Gen picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Speak!"

"Hmm, hm! What? Say it again!"

"Okay! Okay! I get it! I get it!"

Everyone looked at Long Gen in surprise as he sat in the chair and talked on the phone, his face becoming more and more cheerful. For a moment they didn't know what was going on.

It was not until Longgen hung up the phone that Chuanbao could not help but ask.

"Long Gen, what are you doing? Did you win the lottery? Are you so happy?"

Long Gen clapped his hands and his mouth was already wide with joy.

"Damn! It's even better than winning the jackpot!
Brother Wei, you don't have to invite everyone to go to Tsim Sha Tsui. After tea, let's all go to Long Jinxuan for a small gathering. I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

Fat Deng's heart skipped a beat, but he still tried to cheer himself up.

"Long Gen, what do you mean?"

"Haha! Someone from the hall called me just now.

Tell me, Lao Xu from Xinji has decided to come to Sham Shui Po at 7 o'clock tonight to personally discuss the matter with Ah Yao!

Fat Deng was stunned.

"Talking about numbers again! Did you reach an agreement?!"

"No, Brother Wei."

Long Gen grabbed the cup of tea and took a sip to suppress his excitement.

"Old Xu sent someone to tell him that he has already communicated with Axe Jun and that all the land at Tsim Sha Tsui Pier will be returned!
Now our gang members in Sham Shui Po have gradually taken over the places in Tsim Sha Tsui East. We are just waiting for the negotiation at 7 o'clock tonight to see what the result will be!

Everyone in the room was stunned. They looked at Chui Ji, the leader of He Liansheng, and then at Deng Wei.

Xinji repeatedly explained the situation, but he didn't take these two people seriously.

Is it true that He Liansheng is going to change in the hands of a young man?
Fat Deng tried hard to hide the embarrassment on his face and could only look at Long Gen and cough lightly.

"Well, go back and tell A Yao to have a good talk and not bring shame upon us and Lian Sheng!"

(End of this chapter)